Chapter 865 Intentions Shape The Morality Of Skills
And so, several people sat in Magus'' studio, their eyes fixated without blinking.
They appeared surprised and intrigued, their expressions filled with novelty.
However, as time passed by, second after second, they found themselves growing bored to the
extreme and began yawning.
Denise, in particr, found a spot to sit and started daydreaming, gradually dozing off until he
eventually slumped onto the table, fast asleep.
No one knew how much time had passed when got up to fetch something. As he raised his gaze,
he noticed that his studio''s corner was now filled with people, scattered here and there, and
sleeping in all sorts of strange and peculiar positions. Only Anthony stood in front of his desk,
attentively observing.
With a small palm-sized face and a pair of dark eyes, he stared motionlessly at Magus'' workbench.
This was, in fact, a rather tedious and boring task. In the past, Magus himself had stood in front of
the workbench, just like Anthony, observing for an entire night before gaining recognition and
acquiring this skill.
Surprised, Magus swept his bewildered gaze across Anthony, hesitated for a moment, and then
spoke, “Do you like this?”
Anthony replied, “Not exactly, I''m just curious, that''s all!”
“Do you want to learn?” Magus asked.
Anthony lifted his gaze and looked at him. “Are you willing to teach me?”
“I can offer it as a reward for saving Lina,” Magus replied.
Anthony smiled faintly, showing no signs of urgency or eagerness. He simply nced at him and
said, “Are these the skills you use to make a living? You teach it to others so easily?”
Magus stood up, grabbed a tool, and then sat back down. He continued carving on a hyper-realistic
mask. After a while, he spoke softly, “It''s not easy. You are indeed quite different from the others
who havee here seeking my services!”
It could be heard that he was praising him.
Anthony looked at him and asked, “Oh, really? How am I different?”
“When each of themes to me, they bring money or contracts and promise to pay a certain
amount. And when they fail to achieve their desired results, they start warning and threatening
me...” Magus looked at the person in front of him and whispered, “But you didn''t!”
Anthony chuckled lightly. “If I remember correctly, the first time I saw you, I also told you to name
your price.”
Magus was briefly taken aback and then said, “In any case, you''re different!”
“Is it really different? Or is it because of our interaction over these past few days that you know deep
down I''m not a bad person?” Anthony looked at him and asked.
Magus was momentarily stunned.
I didn''t expect Anthony to be so straightforward.
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He raised his gaze, nced at Anthony, and then shifted his attention back to his work, engrossed
in what he was doing.
Seeing his silence, Anthony didn''t continue probing.
To be honest, Anthony was already content with being able to get along with someone who was
highly resistant to socializing.
Anthony simply stood by and watched. He wasn''t trying to learn anything specific. He just wanted to
know how different this person was from Magus when it came to finding the next target.
“What do you do for a living?” Magus suddenly asked, as if it were just casual conversation.
Anthony looked at him and responded effortlessly, “I work withputers!”
“Computers?”
“Well, it''s more like some online tracking stuff!” Anthony simplified his response, not portraying his
industry as something high-end orplex.
It was just casual conversation.
He had always believed in being straightforward and not pretending in front of honest people.
Magus pondered for a moment and looked at him. “I suppose it''s not exactly a legitimate profession
either, right?”
“Um...” Anthony didn''t know how to respond.
“Just like me!” Magus said.
“How are they the same?” Anthony asked.
“Nowadays, in everyone''s perception, ''disguise'' is considered a skill used solely for nefarious
purposes. So out of the ten people whoe to me, all ten of them want to use it for malicious
activities!” Magus spoke with a hint of helplessness at the corner of his mouth.
Upon hearing this, Anthony asked, “Did you join Lindon because of this?”
Magus'' hands paused for a moment, a brief pause of just a few seconds, and Anthony could even
sense the anger emanating from him.
However, after a moment, heposed himself and resumed his actions, responding in a subdued
tone, “Hmm.”
Magus was a person of great self-control. He could be provoked into anger, but he could also
quickly digest his emotions.
With that in mind, Anthony spoke up, “I believe that skill itself is neither good nor bad. It depends on
the intentions of the person using it. If it is used for legitimate purposes, then it is good. If not, then it
is bad. So, the only ones who can be truly bad are people themselves. It has nothing to do with the
skill or anything else!” Anthony emphasized each word deliberately.
Magus was momentarily stunned.
He lifted his gaze and looked at Anthony, his eyes revealing aplex mix of emotions.
He had only heard such words when he first learned about ''disguise'' all those years ago. Over the
years, so many people had a biased view of this industry. He couldn''t even find a decent job
afterward, and others doubted his intentions whenever he sought employment, suspecting him of
wanting to engage in theft or other illicit activities. It wasn''t that he didn''t want a legitimate job, but
rather that no one was willing to hire him...
Meeting Lindon was a result of his desperate circumstances, marking the beginning of his messed-
up life.
Anthony looked at him and asked, “Did I say something wrong?”
Magus lowered his gaze and remained silent.
Since when did he forget that principle?
He had always known it, yet he had been passively choosing his way of life all along.
“Magus!” At that moment, Anthony suddenly looked at him and spoke.
“What''s wrong?” Magus asked.
“When we invited you to join us before, it wasn''t to do bad things!” Anthony said.
Magus listened intently, without saying a word.
At that moment, Anthony pondered for a moment and slowly spoke, “I''m here to save people!”
“To save people?” Magus questioned.
“Yes!” Anthony nodded. “I want to form a powerful team of my own, with all kinds of people. I want
to protect the ones I want to protect, and when I decide to take action, I won''t be hindered by other
factors...” Anthony murmured.
“Your girlfriend?” Magus asked.
Anthony replied, “...No!” After thinking for a moment, he whispered, “It''s my mom!”
“Your mom?” Magus asked.
Anthony nodded, then nced behind him, looking at Benjamin and Denise, who were sleeping
deeply. Then he redirected his gaze at Magus and said, “She was poisoned by someone from a
base. But due to various reasons like my age, abilities, and other factors, I could only watch her
suffer in pain. That''s why the initial intention of forming this team was to protect her... That''s all!”
Magus looked at him, a hint ofplexity shed in his deep eyes.
“I don''t know if she can wait until the day I form the team. Perhaps she might recover before that, or
maybe...” Anthony paused, a touch ofpassion flickering in his eyes. He continued, “I am well
aware that in this survival of the fittest world, only by bing strong enough can one have the
means to protect those they wish to protect. It''s the same for everyone.” As he spoke, he looked up
at Magus, expressing the truth he had always adhered to.
Meanwhile, Magus gazed at him, his eyes filled with darkness andplexity.